3 days after her fantastic Sunday morning fuck with Adam, Louise was all set for her first real date with Steve. He'd been delayed in Riga for 2 days, missing the party on Saturday when she thought/hoped they'd get together. Instead he'd not come back until Tuesday but he'd text her and asked her if she fancied the cinema on Wednesday. She had replied 'yes', actually thinking she rather down a bottle of wine then get thrown around the bed by him, but the cinema would do. For starters at least. She worked at home on Wednesday, steadfastly resisting the urge to sort herself out with her rabbit, despite the constant low-level throb in her clit and looked forward to the evening ahead.
Erin, Louise's flatmate, did not share that self-restraint and was sat up in bed multi-tasking. She had her ipad balanced on her bed, on her favourite porn site, watching a particularly well- endowed man give a middle-aged blonde woman the full benefit of his sizeable cock. Meanwhile she was teasing her clit with a small but wonderfully powerful vibrator, and talking to her boyfriend, Harry, via earphones. She was telling Harry both what was happening on screen and what she was doing to herself. Harry wasn't saying much, as he was at that point sat at his desk within earshot of at least 4 other people. He was breathing heavily, and that just inspired Erin.
2 floors below them in the fashionable apartment block, Adam sat back in the chair in the corner of the bedroom and tried not to make eye contact with the man stood in the corner of the room. The man was about 45, overweight and wearing a t-shirt and jogging bottoms. He had one hand down the front of his bottoms and was stroking himself. The man was staring intently as his wife, kneeling between Adam's legs, tried her best to get all of Adam's cock in her mouth.
The woman kneeling in front of him, Wendy, was 40, a good few years older than him, but very attractive. A true milf he thought. He'd fixed her boiler 6 months ago and been surprised how sexy he found her. He'd never had a thing for older women but something about her was just a huge turn on. She had a certain... worldliness to her, he thought. She had offered him a cup of tea as he worked away and they'd chatted while he worked. It was his last job of the day and he hadn't been in a rush to get off. He could tell from looking around the place that there was a Mr Wendy on the scene and they hadn't truly flirted, but he certainly liked her and was happy that he had to go back the next day with a final part for the job.
They'd chatted again and she'd mentioned that her husband was a long distance truck driver, and that he stayed away a few nights a week. It still didn't feel like a flirtatious conversation to him, even when he asked her how she passed the time alone.
'Oh I get by' she said. 'Book clubs, swimming, friends, all that sort of thing. I'm used to it, he's been doing the same job since we married. ' she had replied.
'Must be nice when he gets home after a few days away' Adam ventured.
'Yeah I guess so' Wendy replied. 'Not like it is to be mind, we used to go from front door to bed in about 20 seconds in the old days' she laughed.
Adam smiled at her and held her gaze. 'Does it take 30 seconds now then?' ha said.
'You're joking aren't you?' Wendy said, in mock shock. 'He's not interested. There isn't any of that and hasn't been for years. He used to see the girls at the truck stops but don't think he even does that now.'
'Prostitutes you mean?' Adam said, trying not to judge.
'Yeah they all do. It's a lonely job.'
'Oh right' he said, enjoying her candour and honesty. 'You seem relaxed about it?' he added.
'Do I? I suppose I am.'
At that point her phone rang and she answered it, quickly telling the caller that 'Adam the boiler guy was here' and telling them she'd call them back in 2 minutes.
Adam took it as a sign to leave and she thanked him and said goodbye.
He didn't hear from her then for over 3 months, until she sent him a text inviting him for coffee. He replied immediately, saying he'd love to and they arranged a day for the following week. Adam was genuinely pretty level headed and made no assumptions about the reason for the invite. He didn't expect them to have sex, but nevertheless he took care with his appearance and showered before he went to hers.
They'd chatted for a few minutes, about bland things, and he wondered why he was there, then she said 'Last time we spoke, about the situation with me and Ron, really got me thinking you know.' She suddenly sounded nervous.
'Aah' thought Adam. 'Go on' he said.
'Long story short, Ron is pretty much past it. I know he's only 45 but I made an effort to seduce him and it turns out he couldn't keep it up, if you get my drift' she said. By now she was blushing slightly.
'I think I know what you mean' Adam said, and began to think he knew where this was going. She wanted a safe bit on the side, Ron would know but they'd never talk about it. Adam didn't feel averse to that idea at all.
'Well,' she said, nerves making her rush her speech. 'It turns out there is something he thinks he would enjoy and get turned on by. I think it's called being a cuck' she said. 'And that's where you come in.'
Adam was slightly taken aback. 'Oh, wow!' he said. 'Wow'.
'Oh my God I've made a fool of myself'. Wendy blurted out. 'I'm so embarrassed!'
'No you haven't. Not at all. I was really pleased when you asked me to come here, I really fancy you!' Adam said. 'I just didn't think your hubby would know about it I suppose, this is a new thing for me. Just a bit odd to think of him knowing.'
'I'm not being clear, it's not that he wants to know, he wants to watch' said Wendy, now looking pretty mortified.
